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University handled Rove protesters poorly

(12/04/07 5:00am)

Upon walking into Page Auditorium last night, I, along with everyone else in attendance, was handed a green slip of paper stating that Duke University respected academic freedom and wanted to have a meaningful, respectful academic discussion with Karl Rove. I was appalled by what ensued. Rove's attempt at discussion was interrupted at least a dozen times by hecklers screaming everything from "Liar!" to "Murderer!" At one point in the discussion, someone walked in front of me with a massive sign reading "Arrest Him!" Now while I completely respect people's opinion and their ability to protest, shouting down Rove only infringes his right to speak-the very right being invoked by the protesters. As the University had pledged to curb such malicious and slanderous statements, their lack of any response to these protesters was disconcerting at best. Professor Peter Feaver was quoted yesterday as saying, "There should be ways for people to register their disagreements with him without breaking the law and without infringing on the rights of others... I'm confident that Duke administrators have taken steps so that everyone's free speech... will be preserved." It is a shame that Professor Feaver was proven wrong last night.









All the president's men

(03/08/06 5:00am)

Before Duke was Duke, politically minded graduates didn't go far beyond elected office. Eight Congressmen have come from Duke over its century of history, and of those, four represented or represent North or South Carolina. Logical, given that the University was founded as an educating and advancing vehicle for Carolina kids.







The best part of Duke

(10/19/04 4:00am)

When I first arrived at Duke in August 2001, I expected a strong showing from the latter half of the “work hard, play hard” maxim: beer, frat parties and boisterous basketball games. By contrast, I braced myself for academic disappointment after an incredibly rich classroom experience at Phillips Exeter Academy.






your dad's rotc?

(04/21/04 4:00am)

Strange noises float up through the fields like whispers on the night air. Bullfrogs and crickets and swamp things buzz all around; the occasional bird chirp emanates from the trees. The branches crackle underfoot and toads kick up little puddles of black mud. All is here, and none are present--it is an eve of invisibility, of trouble lurking in the thickening woods on the horizon, over the roots, trouble in camo BDUs and swirling rumors and lost Humvee messages.